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We had finished our pitiful morsel	A
And both sat in silence a while	B
At length we looked up at each other	C
And I said with the ghost of a smile	B
Only two little potatoes	D
And a very small crust of bread	E
And then God will care for us Lucy	F
John quietly answering said	E
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Yes God will provide for us Lucy	F
He said after musing a while	B
I'd been quietly watching his features	G
With a feeble attempt at a smile	B
For 'trust in the Lord and do good '	-
Our Father in Heaven has said	E
'So shalt thou dwell in the land	H
And verily thou shalt be fed '	-
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Scarcely the words had he spoken	I
When a faint little tap at the door	J
Surprised us for all the long morning	K
The rain had continued to pour	J
I am sure I shall never remember	C
The pelting and pitiless rain	L
Of that desolate day in November	C
Without a dull heart throb of pain	L
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For work had grown scarcer and scarcer	C
Till there seemed not a job to be done	I
We had paid out our very last sixpence	G
And of fuel and food we had none	I
John had tried no one ever tried harder	C
For work but his efforts were vain	L
And I wondered all faith had not failed him	M
That morning when out in the rain	L
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Come in said John speaking quite softly	F
And opening the door a small space	G
For there stood a thin little beggar	C
With such a blue pitiful face	G
O sir if you please sir I'm hungry	F
Do give me a small bit of bread	E
Come in then you poor little woman	I
I am sure you are freezing John said	E
	-
We each caught a hand cold and dripping	K
And drew the poor trembler in	N
But she sank at our feet like a baby	F
Half frozen and drenched to the skin	N
John ran for our last bit of fuel	A
And I to an old box where lay	O
Our own little Maggie's warm clothing	K
Our Maggie dead many a day	O
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I tore off her old dripping tatters	G
And rubbed her blue shivering form	P
And then put those precious clothes on her	C
And made her all glowing and warm	P
O ma'am if you please I'm so hungry	F
Again the dear innocent said	E
So John brought our two cold potatoes	G
And our one little morsel of bread	E
	-
Here take this he said and she snatched it	Q
And ate till the last bit was done	I
And we two looked on never grudging	K
Our all to the famishing one	I
I looked up a half minute after	C
But John had slipped out in the rain	L
And the wind was still howling and raging	K
Like some great cruel monster in pain	L
	-
Soon the pale little eyelids grew heavy	F
And I watched till the weary one slept	R
Then I a poor weak hearted woman	I
Held her closer and oh how I wept	R
With our fire all burned out to black ashes	G
Our very last bit of food gone	S
Poor John too out facing the tempest	T
And I left there shiv'ring alone	U
	-
But the little warm head on my bosom	V
Seemed so strangely like hers that I lost	W
And the soft little hands I was holding	K
So like the dear hands that I crossed	W
In their last quiet rest and those garments	G
Ah those garments I mused till it seemed	X
I had got back my own little Maggie	F
And then for long hours I dreamed	X
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Why Lucy my girl you are sleeping	K
Come rouse up and get us some tea	F
It was John who'd returned and was speaking	K
Poor wife you're as cold as can be	F
See here are some coals for the firing	K
And here is a nice loaf of bread	E
A steak and a morsel of butter	C
Some tea and some sugar he said	E
Nay now do not ask any questions	G
Let me just lay this lammie in bed	E
And when we have had a nice supper	C
I'll tell you dear all how it sped	E
	-
And so when the supper was over	C
That supper I'll never forget	Y
The warm glowing fire oh so cozy	F
I can see every coal of it yet	Y
We knelt down and John thanked the dear Father	C
For all He had sent us that day	O
Yes e'en for thee dear pretty baby	F
His own little lamb gone astray	O
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And then in a few words John told me	F
Of his desperate walk in the storm	P
Every minute believing expecting	K
That God would His promise perform	P
Of the merchant up town who had hailed him	M
One of his men being sick	Z
And hired him to run of a message	A2
And because he'd been trusty and quick	Z
Had trebled his wages and told him	M
To come the next morning again	B2
Just because added John softly laughing	K
I'd been willing to work in the rain	L
	-
Well long ere the morning dawned on us	G
The child had grown frantic with pain	L
And for many long days she lay moaning	K
With the fever that burned in her brain	L
Every morning John prayed by her pillow	C2
Then went to his work and I stayed	D2
And kept my sad watch the long day through	E2
And at night he returned to my aid	D2
	-
At length the fierce struggle was over	C
She lived and we both were content	F2
For we knew God had given her to us	G
His lamb through the wintry storm sent	F2
The fever had burned every record	G2
Of home and friends out of her mind	H2
And though we sought long yet we never	C
Any traces of either could find	H2
	-
And so she grew up by our fireside	I2
And we called her not Maggie oh no	C2
That name we had laid up in Heaven	I
And no one must wear it below	C2
But we just called her Pet and her husband	J2
Calls her nothing but Pet to this day	O
She's a grown woman now and a mother	C
How swiftly the years glide away	O
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Well John never has lacked for employment	K2
And we never have wanted a home	L2
We never said nay to a beggar	C
Or refused one that asked it a crumb	V
Pet grew up a dear loving woman	I
God's light in our house John would say	O
And when a good man came and took her	C
He took us too the very same day	O
But here she comes now with the baby	F
And grandmother never says nay	O
So here's a good bye to my story	F
For baby has come for a play	O

Pamela S. Vining, (j. C. Yule)

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